The time-based admiral of KanColle

Absolutely, it's definitely not because of the fearsome sitting on it. Even if a petite unicorn sat on it, the Commander's nose would definitely turn red!!!

Chapter 960: Jean Bart's Lightning Speed ​​Rise

On a quiet night, melodious royal music began to spread throughout the ballroom. The slightly solemn music soon brought an atmosphere of elegance.

The royal maids also skillfully and quickly began to put out the exquisite royal dishes on the plates, with small foods arranged in clever shapes and sprinkled with sauces.

Seeing this, Walkeran, who was standing by the dining table in the ballroom, quickly called Kaixuan and the others over with a smile to enjoy the snacks together.

At the same time, Richelieu and Jean Bart, the real hosts, also officially stepped into the ballroom under the leadership of Belfast.

In an instant, the surrounding royal ship girls couldn't help but cast playful glances at Richelieu, causing Richelieu to blush.

Although she already knew that this ball was specially held for her, she was still a little shy.

After looking at the luxurious cake in the center of the hall with his watery pink eyes, Richelieu turned around with a smile on his lips and looked at Jean Bart with a cold expression: "Jean Bart, then you..."

"I don't need you to worry."

Seeing that Richelieu seemed somewhat concerned about her romantic plans, Jean Bart snorted coldly and quickly turned around and left on his own.

"By the way, remember to call me when you sleep with the commander at night."

Jean Bart, with his flaxen ponytail swinging and red eyes lowered, said directly to Richelieu in front of Belfast: "I will come to understand how that kind of thing is done."

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Miss Befa."

Looking at Belfast with a smile in her beautiful eyes, Richelieu couldn't help but tuck his hair behind his ears with a little embarrassment, his fair neck flushed.

After all, she had just become a married woman and was still very embarrassed to talk about these things.

Looking at this saintly lady of the bishop's temperament, Belfast patted Richelieu's soft shoulders soothingly and said teasingly with deep meaning: "It's okay, Miss Richelieu, you will get used to it in the future."

"???"

Just when Richelieu was feeling confused about his future career on the married ship, Yaxu, who returned to the ballroom, ran into Jean Bart who wanted to go to the balcony to get some fresh air.

"As expected, Jean Bart, you don't like this lively atmosphere."

Looking at Jean Bart who looked indifferent, Yaxu couldn't help but suggest affectionately: "Dunkirk and the others are here. Even if you are not interested in dancing, you can still chat with them, right?"

Faced with Yaxu's continued concern, Jean Bart couldn't say anything tough for a moment, so he could only purse his lower lip and politely refuse: "Forget it, I hate red tape, and I don't like standing in there like a vase for people to see."

"So Commander, you should go inside and look for my sister."

"So...what if I invite you to ballroom dancing?"

"Well!"

Hearing this, Jean Bart couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

While Jean Bart was stunned, Yaxu took Jean Bart's soft hand and took him back to the ballroom.

However, just when Yaxu was about to take the initiative to guide Jean Bart to dance ballroom dance, Jean Bart, with his beautiful eyes furrowed, suddenly took an elegant step and took the lead in putting his slender hands around Yaxu's waist.

Then, Jean Bart started dancing a slow ballroom dance with Yaxu.

With her hot long legs and a dance posture that was inconsistent with her temperament, Jean Bart, with slightly flushed cheeks, quickly revealed the elegant manners that belonged to Iris.

"I didn't expect you to dance so well, Jean Bart."

Looking at the fierce pirate lady in front of him, Yaxu couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

In response, Jean Bart explained calmly: "Well, thanks to being that guy's sister, I've gotten used to this kind of situation even if I don't want to."

"Commander, you attract everyone's attention wherever you go."

Feeling the gazes from the surrounding ship girls, Jean Bart couldn't help but feel more and more annoyed.

After all, because of Yaxu, Jean Bart instantly became the focus of the entire royal ballroom.

Jean Bart, who continued ballroom dancing while lightly holding Yaxu's shoulder, glanced at the entire hall.

The chatting and laughing older sisters of the ship girls and the frolicking cute little ship girls make the atmosphere here seem very leisurely and relaxing.

Seeing their happy smiles, Jean Bart couldn't help but slightly opened his red lips and said softly: "The only good thing about this banquet is that the smiles on everyone's faces are real."

"Hmm? Jean Bart, why do you suddenly say that?"

"Stupid, I'm praising you, can't you hear it?"

After dancing ballroom dance with Yaxu for a few minutes, Jean Bart let go of Yaxu and turned to look at Richelieu who was talking with Joan of Arc and others.

"Okay, I'm leaving first. When you play with your sister tonight, remember to leave the door open for me."

After saying this, Jean Bart turned around and walked away, heading towards Algeria, who was waving at her not far away.

It's still the same wild cat personality as always.

Admiring Jean Bart's slightly red ears, Yaxu turned around and went to find Richelieu with a smile.

At this time, the old lady of the royal family, War-weariness, also came to Richelieu, raised her little head, and said in a childish and upright voice: "Congratulations, Miss Richelieu."

"On behalf of the Royal Camp, we would like to offer you our best wishes. We hope that our two camps can have frequent exchanges in the future."

After finishing her speech in a dignified manner, War-weary, with her lips pursed lightly, quickly turned around and nudged Queen Elizabeth, whose cheeks were puffed up like a hamster, and whispered, "Your Majesty, you should go and present the bouquet."

"Mmmmm."

Looking at the tall Richelieu in front of her, the smaller Elizabeth couldn't help but become even more angry.

After all, Richelieu had beaten her in the ring not long ago, and she hasn't forgotten this grudge yet!

And women with bigger breasts than hers are all bad women!

Only those with plump and small breasts are the most dignified girls!

Thinking of this, Elizabeth, biting her little canine teeth, couldn't help but stare fiercely at Richelieu's breasts under the dignified church uniform.

Although she really wanted to tap Richelieu's plump breasts with the queen's scepter, considering etiquette, Queen Elizabeth finally handed the bouquet of blessings in her hand to Richelieu.

"Thank you."

After receiving Queen Elizabeth's blessing for the first time, Richelieu was so surprised that he sighed from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, some other royal wedding ships also followed the prior agreement and walked over and presented their bouquets.

"I am the Commander's best wedding ship. I hope you will remember this well."

With a firm and aloof tone, the monarch straightened her seductive royal figure and handed the bouquet to Richelieu.

Seeing this, Hao, who had followed him out of concern, quickly bowed and apologized to Richelieu, saying, "I'm sorry, your Majesty actually has no ill intentions."

"I'm telling the truth! Because the value of my existence is to..."

"Well, my Lord, just tell the commander what you have said."

Seeing that the Monarch was eager to promote himself to Richelieu, the somewhat shy Hao hurriedly dragged the Monarch back. Taking the opportunity, the Javelin also trotted over with its sister ships.

"Hehe, Sister Richelieu, this is the bouquet made by Javelin herself."

"Well done, Javelin."

After accepting the energetic blessing from the javelin, Richelieu gently stroked the little heads of the queens.

"Mmmm, indeed, Miss Richelieu looks very elegant and beautiful."

Amid the enthusiastic praise, Victory, wearing a Muse dress, quickly came over with Awesome and Glory, and presented their respective bouquets.

Facing the bouquets of flowers, a gentle smile gradually appeared on Richelieu's delicate face.

"Wow, Richelieu, this place is really spectacular."

After noticing that Richelieu's arms were filled with flowers, Surcouf, who was grinning, suddenly walked over and began to tease Richelieu skillfully: "That's great. From now on, I can play with the commander whenever I want."

"Sister Richelieu, hurry up and go cut that big cake with the commander."

"This is the blessing God has given you, Monsieur Richelieu."

"Everyone."

Looking at Louis IX and others who came with Surcouf, Richelieu could not help but smile peacefully, and his mood became even happier.

Admiring Richelieu's smile, the ship girls of the Vichy Church not far away couldn't help but feel happy for Richelieu.

"So, what do you think, Jean Bart?"

Turning the wine glass in her hand, Algeria suddenly touched her red lips with her index finger meaningfully, and nudged Jean Bart beside her with her elbow ambiguously: "I heard from Miss Drake that you seemed to have kissed the commander, right?"

"Yes, because I want that guy to stay with me forever. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Nothing, but we are the ship girls who have separated from Liberty Iris after all, so how about being a little romantic?"

Looking at Jean Bart's attitude of being ready to bully others at any time, Algeria narrowed her purple eyes and reminded him with a smile: "Jean Bart, you are not planning to wait until the commander and Richelieu sleep together before joining them in?"

"Although this behavior is simple and effective, it can't be called a romantic confession."

"Long-winded."

After Algeria saw through his original plan, Jean Bart, who was eager to win, said nothing more. Instead, he said in a deep and sweet voice, "Then you watch now."

Jean Bart, with his beautiful legs wrapped in black and gold striped socks and a fierce look, once again took the initiative to walk towards Yaxu under Algeria's amused gaze.

If you think about it carefully, since she is determined to be a wedding ship, then she does need to make some formal announcement, right?

"You should come to accompany the king tonight."

As Jean Bart slowly approached, Queen Elizabeth proudly pulled Yaxu's sleeve with her little hand, intending to take Yaxu back to her queen's bedroom.

After all, Yaxu arranges the ship girls according to the camps, so according to the schedule, it is the turn of their royal ship girls.

However, just when Queen Elizabeth was about to sneak away first, Jean Bart finally walked up to Yaxu and rudely slapped Queen Elizabeth's hand away.

"Little Pudding Queen, please get out of the way."

"Umm!!!"

Looking at Jean Bart who suddenly appeared, Queen Elizabeth instinctively widened her eyes.

But the next second, Jean Bart's action made Shabai stunned in place.

"Pop~Sizzle..."

Leaning forward with her tight body, Jean Bart forcefully kissed Yaxu once again, but this time, she did it in front of many other ship girls.

"Wow!!!"

Witnessing the passionate and sticky kisses between Jean Bart and Yaxu's lips, the Royal Navy girls who were originally enjoying the dance couldn't help but widen their eyes, and then looked towards Richelieu worriedly.

Richelieu? The commander who just became your husband is now being kissed by your sister!

"Jean Bart~?"

Seeing Jean Bart's act of asking for love in public, the gentle and holy Richelieu certainly didn't say much, but chuckled and threw a bouquet of flowers over.

There is something wrong with this pair of awkward sisters!

After noticing the atmosphere of Richelieu and Jean Bart, Joan of Arc and the others could not help but show a confused expression.

Although they all knew that Richelieu and the commander were in love, they had never heard that Jean Bart was also in love with the commander!

"Well, Jean Bart, aren't you ashamed?"

After being kissed by Jean Bart again, under the gazes of the surrounding ship girls, the shy Yaxu couldn't help but look at Jean Bart in front of her awkwardly.

In response, Jean Bart shrugged his shoulders and raised his delicate face straightforwardly, and asked Yaxu solemnly: "Commander, the road I walk on has always been the so-called muddy road. Even so, do you want to move forward with me?"

"Haha, what a weird confession."

Faced with Jean Bart's slightly strange confession, Yaxu scratched his cheek and finally had to be thick-skinned and nodded in front of the surrounding ship girls, and joked: "It's like this, Jean Bart, you really should be responsible for me, right?"

"Humph, what a fool you are. That foolish trust... Let me repay you with the rest of my life."

Ling Ran's voice suddenly turned into a gentle murmur, and Jean Bart, with a relaxed expression, once again held Yaxu's cheek with his soft hands and licked his red lips uncontrollably.

It was obvious that Jean Bart wanted to kiss her again.

"Wait for me for a moment, you bastard. Do you think I don't exist?!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!!!"

Holding Queen Elizabeth who was about to explode with anger, he looked at Yaxu with a helpless and war-weary look and a bit of resentment.

The monarch seemed to feel threatened at this time, and quickly came over to Yaxu and frowned, saying: "Commander, today is the time for me to repay you with my body!"

It looks like her pay may be late tonight?

Seeing the chaos over at Yaxu's end, Belfast tilted her head and couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the Guanghui sisters who were watching the show with a smile not far away.